I Materialized the Cultivation Game

When the female streamer was stunned, her boss also came out from inside and saw the scene of the crew-cut big man being lifted by the neck by the old Daoist.

Then, he saw the old Daoist casually fling the crew-cut man directly into the office, which was followed by the sound of collision and wailing.

The old Daoist also walked into the office, and then a series of screams came from inside.

The female streamer and her boss were too shocked to approach, so they could only point the camera at the direction of the office door.

Not only those two, but the number of people in the live stream was rapidly increasing, all equally shocked by what they had just witnessed.

No one expected to randomly click into a live stream and see such a shocking scene.

Huang Tao was one of them; when he saw that old Daoist from the Chen Family actually lift a sturdy man by the neck, he exclaimed aloud.

His companions beside him looked at him in confusion, and when they learned that it was the old Daoist from the Chen Family taking action to discipline people, they all crowded around to watch the live stream or searched for it themselves.

What frustrated Huang Tao was that he could only hear the screams from the office, not see what was happening inside; this female streamer was too timid.

”Streamer, here’s a gift of a sports car, go to the door.” Huang Tao clicked to send a sports car gift.

At this, he noticed many viewers shared his thought and began sending gifts to the female streamer, which seemed to have an effect.

The female streamer gathered her courage and walked towards the office door, but suddenly, a figure flew out from the office, crashing to the ground and spitting blood, causing her to retreat in shock again.

She dared not go up again.

Just then, Deng Shuang hurriedly arrived, and seeing the person on the ground spitting blood and wailing, he quickly walked towards the office, where he witnessed a horrible scene.

One by one, the people on the ground were groaning, all unable to move, their eyes filled with fear as they looked at the standing old Daoist.

At this moment, Chen Han looked around at the rows of phones and the flashing WeChat chat screens, and roughly knew what these people were up to.

The large-scale information harvested by these machines should be transmitted abroad through special equipment and servers, and then used by scammers.

This was likely their first round of screening for potential scam targets, like fishing in the ocean—catching suitable fish first, then sending them abroad, where they picked out the gullible ones to scam, or the even more gullible ones who could be directly swindled.

So, how could anyone believe a WeChat friend request from a stranger online? Believe a stranger’s caring words? Believe that someone would unconditionally be good to a stranger?

Think that someone speaks nicely, better than their family?

Even more, how can some men and women believe the online claim that a rich, beautiful woman or a tall, handsome man added them on WeChat, thinking they hit the jackpot?

Someone talks about their family being unkind, feeling lonely, and needing to open up to a stranger, and people believe it?

A stranger online compliments you as handsome or pretty, and you’re unaware? Automatically imagining that beauty is in the eye of the beholder?

So, there’s a reason many people get scammed.

But even so, the behavior of these people on the ground exploiting human weaknesses should be unforgivable.

As a policeman, Deng Shuang saw this scene and naturally had a clearer understanding of what these people were doing, no wonder the captain asked him to follow; did the captain already guess?

He quickly went to the computer connected to those devices and began operating it.

He knew well that the most important thing was the data on this computer, which needed to be saved.

It would provide direct evidence to convict these people and trace it back to others behind it.

Although this might involve cross-border tasks that Linhe County people may not participate in, reporting it to the city or province would surely merit great credit.

At this moment, Chen Han looked surprised at the spot where the short-haired man lay, as a ball of white light floated above him, unexpectedly producing loot.

He nonchalantly picked it up and stored it in the game warehouse, reading the note:

[Demon Blood Stone: This is a special healing item, rumored to have been obtained by an Elder of the Wutai Sect when acquiring the All Heaven Twelve Divine Fiend Evil Techniques from that region, it possesses special healing properties. Upon use, it consumes the blood patterns on the Demon Blood Stone to achieve rapid recovery of injuries!]

Chen Han didn’t expect to get this item.

This is quite amazing.

This Swordsmen of Shushan game, similar to many games, has a pay-to-win section and an exclusive store accessible only with recharges.

Although many items in the store can be obtained by defeating bosses, those with disposable income still prefer to purchase items directly for convenience.

This Demon Blood Stone is one such item.

It’s often referred to as health potions in the game; as long as the game character isn’t down, with HP at 1, this Demon Blood Stone can quickly restore health.

Now, it’s here, consuming the blood patterns for rapid healing effects.

The key is that the game’s system brought the game across dimensions, leaving him in reality with only a few panels and a game warehouse, with the store crossing over as well.

No one knows what’s become of the half-transferred game system over there.

So, suddenly seeing a Demon Blood Stone drop here is quite surprising, knowing that its drop rate in the game is very low.

Just then, an exclamation came from outside: ”Boss, he’s running away!”

Remembering the person who was knocked outside, Deng Shuang glanced at the old Daoist and hurriedly ran out.